DAY 1 : history DAY 2 : physics

History was FABULOUS!!!!!!
Sorry I didn't update on Thursday... I practically studied physics ALL DAY. Ridiculous right?
Ya know what's even MORE ridiculous??
After all that revision... The exam SUCKED.Majorly :'( :'(
But hey, maybe the rest will be good right?? :D
I'm currently studying Geogo... STOP. My blog is a device to lower the chaos in my life!!!! Not go on about the SOURCE of chaos...;)

Ack. I started writing this blog in the afternoon.... It's currently 9:24 pm.
Also, the extra Rizzoli and Isles and the mystery novels and madness.... have put me on hyper alert mode. I can hear every clock ticking in my house. I can every door closing in the building. I can hear all the loud voices of the CONTINENT. Every shadow is a murderer ready to pounce and hack me to death. The RAIN, rattling windows and stupid whooshing wind isn't helping much either.... And the gits residing upstairs are dragging their furniture around enough to make me think there's a war goinon up there.

Yeah... So I'm in a strange mood.... I think I need to take my mind off the various lovely ways in which a homicidal maniac could kill me :D

Dunno where I got that from :)

Shelly <3<3

But today is Friday!!! oh yeah!!!! Not so 'oh yeah' when I've got 9 exams pending :'(

you tell 'em!!!

Gosh I need to use that one some day :p

So now it's nearly tomorrow :) I was just watching The Hunger Games on HBO.... *swoon*

Alvida,
Squish

The Life and Times of a Stressed Out Beeyotch

Ohmyrowling. They're here.
NO. Not the Cybermen....
The EXAMS!!!!!!
I'd rather take on a cyberman with one hand tied to my foot than face my History paper tomorrow!!!! :(
I mean.... I've studied EVERYTHING there is to study....
But you know that feeling before an exam??? Like you've forgotten everything and won't be able to answer a thing?? :O
THAT is exactly what I'm feeling....
Here I am, typing away.... And I keep shooting my text book these guilty glances....
ARGHHHH!!!!!
anyway.... it's late now.... Tell you what.... I'll give you a daily update on how my Exam Life is going... :D


From now on commences the Life and Times of a Stressed-Out Beeyotch.
*drum roll* TADAAAA!!!!!!!!! :D

Fine. I get it. I'm a massive dork. Don't be so mean about it :'(

SHRINKing

YouGeneration.
It sounded really cool....
Until I saw the song-choice playlist.

There were songs like I Wanna Dance With Somebody by Whitney Houston and Girls Just Wanna Have Fun by Cyndi Lauper and that Alicia Keys song that I can't remember...
They are so OLD. And so WEIRD.
Why would ANYONE want to sing those to get noticed???
It's humiliating in unimaginable levels...
So clearly I'm not auditioning :)

So today was a holiday cuz we had Open Day at school.... I still had to go though :'(
Anyway, I bought two books on the way back. Numbers by Rachel Ward and Ask Me No Questions by Marina Budhos. I started reading the latter on the way back... It seems pretty cool :)

Anyway... So lately I've made a realization...
I'm growing up.
Right. I should be more specific.

The thing is... I've noticed how lately I've become an advice-giver and a bit of a peace-keeper... I've changed so much... For the good... And for the bad :( :p
But hey, there's always room for improvement, right? :D
I never really possessed an inner peace or a deep-felt need to see other people happy.... But recently...
Stuff changed, and now people actually talk to me!!! And I give my own illogical emotionally-stunted advice and pray to some natural force somewhere that it doesn't backfire... And they don't come and carve out my heart with butter knives.... :O
I listen to people's woes and listen to them talk until they choke... Then I ask them if they need a hug... (I'm not a very huggy person)... And eventually, they'll work out a solution on their own... !
The strangeness of the whole thing is, I LIKE being the universal shrink :O :D
What the hell right? :p

Now, I have to return to studying English... A four chapter test tomorrow!!! UGH.
There is this one chapter called  A Doctor's Journal Entry on August 6th, 1945.
If you haven't already guessed... It's a first-hand journal entry of the nuclear bomb attack on Hiroshima.
It's.... Spine-chilling.... Seriously... Try reading it.... Oh gosh... :O

Alvida,

Squish...

Ohhhh CRAP i forgot about the picture thing!!! This is, I think, the 31st post.... Sowweeee :) but  I don't have any nice pictures of myself :)
Maybe next time :p
To make up for my stupidity.... :D

"When you have a friend who makes you feel better about being alive, just by giving you a hug, you know that you're alive for a reason."

"We are all a little weird. 

And life's a little weird.

And when we find someone whose weirdness is

Compatible to ours,

We fall in mutual weirdness

And call it Love."

     -Dr. Suess 

And finally, one of my favorites....... *drum roll*

Wow... I'm never letting go of that miniature group of friends of mine... They really must love me :) <3<3

Now hopefully leaving you with happy thoughts in your head..... Byeeeeee :) :)

The Less Evolved Lot.... :p

Remember when I said in my last to last post 'Welcome to the City of Angels' (with several more As) that I'd write on a seemingly very pressing issue in these modern times?
Being the scatter-brained idiot that I am... I forgot.... But today my post's gonna be all bout..... Boys. With a capital B.
So I guess this is far more relatable to girls than boys.... Since Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus... :p Don't get me wrong though... I totally support gay rights.... I just wanted to use that catchy little phrase ;)
So. Boys.

Well, personally I think they're all stupid. Okaaaaaay maybe not all.... But mostly.The thing is that you have to be really lucky in life to get a smart, vaguely cute, sensitive, witty guy who also happens to love you. And I mean REALLY FREAKING LUCKY here.
You may have wondered why I never have spoken about guys on this blog... Well, I go to an all-female school and the place I live is full of jackasses, not boys. Oh wait, boys ARE jackasses. Sorry dudes but this part is mainly anti-guy, so you might wanna skip a few paragraphs down to where things pick up a little :p
Yeah, so guys exist to be dull, thick-skinned, low self-esteemed warts who just.... Fine. I'll be fair. Now since writing essay-like is destroying this post.... I'll List!!! <3

How To Know You Like A Guy.

1) Every time he's mentioned you will look up from whatever you're doing. Or at least smile into the book you're reading or the dishes you're scrubbing.

2) Instant jealousy if he even mentions the name of another girl.

3) That insane need to slaughter someone when this guy is teased with someone who is not you.

4) Dreaming of the dress you would wear to your first date with him even if he doesn't know you exist.

5) Replaying all the things you said to one another recently in your head and wincing at all the times you could have said something cooler.

6) If you're me, then insecurity overload around the guy.

So that's a few common things we females feel around The Dream Guy... Because I'm a weird creature who has intimacy issues... I do certain strange things... Now many of you peeps out there may feel the same... If you do PLEASE comment below to make me feel a bit better about myself.... :)

The Horrifically Lame Things I Do When I'm Around A Guy I Like

1) Look at the floor.... Study every grain, every stone, every dust particle, every design on every tile until I'm a Floor-Specialist.... Or whatever.

2) Avoid the Person. (How daft is that?? I mean I'm trying to get the moron to notice me and I'm hurrying to get to the elevators before him so that I don't have to be in there with him. How stupid am I.

3) Making way too many Harry Potter, Grey's Anatomy, Sherlock, Doctor Who, Percy Jackson, Hunger Games, The Mortal Instruments etc etc etc references while talking to him. Seriously.

4) Trying not to blink. ( I have no idea in HELL why I do that... I blink a bit less ANYWAY and to compound it, I make an effort to not blink.... I mean most people bat their eyelashes or whatever)

And several other things that I can't remember :p

Then there is that problem of a guy liking you but you can't stand the guy. Now there was a guy like this I knew who everyone said liked me. And  kinda think he did too. But I didn't like him. I mean... EUGH. We were just friends and I was totally okay with how things were. So my next little table is gonna be on how to stop the guy from liking you. You may say, "HE likes me, I don't like HIM. So why bother? Let him rot," NO. That is evil. If he really likes you and then you start dating someone else, it'll be really Flippin Painful for him. DON'T do this. He'll be left hurting and after he gets over it, he'll start resenting your existence. You don't want that. If you're still like "You gives a s***?" Whoa man, I dunno what you're made of :p :D
Side Note: APHRODITE'S DAUGHTER!!!!
Back on course.... So if you have a shred of humanity in you.... Make sure this guy knows how you feel!!!

How To Get a Guy To Stop Liking You.

1) Play the Wild Card. Take a dive and go all "It's great being just friends so in case you like me, I want you to know that I never want to be anything other than how we are," Of course most guys are gonna deny liking you and then you're gonna feel embarrassed for about five days... But it'll pass. Plus, you got that thought out in the open, right? SILVER LININGS PEOPLE!!!!!!

2) Hint subtly... But not very subtly because guys can be bafflingly blind :p

3) Ask someone to tell him. Preferably a good friend who'll not twist anything you said.

That's all that comes to mind immediately. :) I would recommend Suggestion#2 because it's something you have control over. #1 isn't for a person who doesn't like surprises and humiliations. If you're gutsy and ready to take on the "NoIneverlikedyouinthatwayareyoucompletelynuts? then go ahead!!! Have fun!! # 3 is a bit... cruel... I mean the guy will be left hurt that you didn't speak to him yourself and will feel all "What-the-hell?" about it... which is a really crappy feeling...

I'm getting a bit talking about boys because that's all that people seem to do.... Especially at school.
Plus my friend's coming over for pizza in a few minutes... So I should go pick off the bottles of acrylic paint littering the floor in my room. Or at least attempt. :D

Song Choice/s of the day: Way in the World, No Interest, Stay Out by Nina Nesbitt.

Omg you HAVE to watch the video of Everything Has Changed!!! It's b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l  :D

Also...  I bet everyone's seen Selena Gomez's Come and Get It by now... The music video is ridiculous but the song is kinda nice... It's a bit strange. But i like strange :) :p Plus it has some snippets of lovely Indian music that sound really really great.... It's like a cool cultural merger... I dunno... But she looks like she's wearing really bright ripped up curtains in the video... I mean seriously?? Who wears stuff like that?? :p
Don't get me wrong I still like Sel it's just that the funkiness went a bit.... Overboard here :D

PS: I thought, since Teenage Posts are pretty cool... I'd end with one every now and then... to add a teenage-y air to it all :)

Stuck

Sowwee for not writing for so many years.... But I was in a parallel universe. Don't worry. I'm back. With a fatal obsession with Doctor Who. I want to live in the Tardis and outwit the living embodiment of Satan. I also think David Tennant is the sexiest man alive and that he should rule over us all. Also, I cannot accept Matt Smith as the new Doctor just yet. It'll take some time... Allons-y!!!! :p
So a lot of things have not happened since we last met in 300 BC. OKAY!!! I'll be normal!!! :D
Well. I'm buried under precarious amounts of homework. It's crazy!! My teachers are all insane. Anyway... Let's turn our back on homework for just these few precious minutes and think deep philosophical thoughts...
So last time, I showed you around Mumbai a bit... Today, I wanna talk about The Future.
Do you remember me going on about being concerned about my future? So instead of just SAYING that... I thought I'd discuss it...
So I am trying to choose between two TREMENDOUSLY different fields...

1. Surgery. Now at first I thought it was just the Grey's Anatomy phase of my life and that eventually it'll pass and the idea of going to medical school will be as unappealing as it always seemed... :p But then I've been thinking about being a surgeon for over two years now... :O So the question is, is it just a phase? Or has Grey's Anatomy struck a part of me I never noticed existed. Now I am not afraid of blood and insides of people. I LOVE watching Christina Yang crack open the chest cavity to trace an unknown bleed. It doesn't gross me out like I thought it would.... In fact.... I like it. I still remember the time when a kid in my building fell and there was literally blood EVERYWHERE. I really don't want to sound like I'm seeking praise here, but I did manage to stop the bleeding, and reduce the swelling on my own.... And it was such a high. I was only about 11.... So I didn't know much... But I did manage... :) And it had been great fun ordering the other kids to get cotton and ice and towels while I instructed the kid who was hurt... But there is that ever-present problem. Surgery means hard work. INCREDIBLY tough and hard work. And I am the most LAZY person ever. I procrastinate all the time. Surgeons are not like that. Surgeons can't put things off and forget and waste time like I do... And yes I know I'm only in the 9th and there are so many years left but Hey! Before you know it... I'll be tearing my hair wondering why i didn't figure it out earlier. (Cuz I PROCRASTINATE) :P So that. Plus Medical School is the wastage of FIVE precious years of one's life... :'(

2. Then there's the vague direction I want my life to go.... A writer+singer+stage actress+artist... But the thing is.... Being recognized in these sectors is REALLY tough. When you train to be a surgeon... You have a fixed goal. Also, if I don't get famous and if people don't like my work... I'm screwed :( I want have any cash, I'll be disheartened.... Being the glass-half-empty person that I am... I focus on the things that go wrong first before I look at the goods :p So let's be positive. If I did get recognized.... I would have to be REALLY BLOODY brilliant to keep it up and try to rise... Being famous is seriously tough. When I look at myself, I feel so untrained. No singing lessons, no guitar lessons, no influence whatsoever and primarily, NO confidence. Well... There is some confidence, but it takes a lot of persuading, counseling and caffeine to go ahead. I always want to sing... I just don't want to get insistent and annoying... Okay. I make no sense. But the thing is... Writing, acting, singing... They come to me so much easier than studying Physiology. I mean, on an average day I'd much rather sing, or read a book, or write a couple chapters, or paint, than study about the Human Digestive System. Come on. Obviously. But there's this part of me that's just DYING to peer into a human body cavity and check out the organs.... :p I know, I know. I'm gross and you're starting to get a bit scared. I don't KNOW!!!!! :'( :'( I'm so confuuuuuuuuuused.

I started writing this post in the morning and have been writing throughout the day!! :O That's how lazy I've become :'( So I really don't know what else to write about. Next time's post shall be on an issue every girl seems to be tearing her hair about... I'll delve into it... Okay? For now... I'm gonna go feel miserable :p

Alvida,
Squish.

Welcome to the City of Aaaaangels

Hiiii!!!! Even though I'm physically as well as a choking cat... Mentally.... I'm Guhreat!!!!!!! We're going home!!!! At long last!!!!!! Our flight is at around 6. And after 2 and a half hours shut up and seatbelted in a flying tin can of hell.... Home Sweet Mumbai!!!! Oh yeah!!!
My friend R is still in Italy having a fabulous time.... And posting all these cool pics on Facebook making me jealous :p:p Another thing that's mentally affecting me... The piles and piles of HOMEWORK that I have left.... To sum it up... I'm screwed.
I'm currently obsessed with Muse. I found out about them through Dan and Phil.... Yes, they are probably all completely insane... But their music (or should we say Muse-ic... Hehe... Bad joke :O :D ) has something in it.... It just makes me want to listen till the end of the song... And then sit and think about it.... Then listen to it five more times... and then fall in love with it and tell the universe.... So to start off this new creative set of music.... Listen to Sunburn... It'll literally leave you confused :)
Just so peeps know... I'm in Kolkata. And it's raining! What the eff?? It's raining in summer!! Urgh!! So along with the repulsive state the city's already in... Add a couple of muddy roads and overflowing potholes. *pukes* I hate Kolkata. It's the Worst. I'll compare it to Mumbai where public transport is actually Wonderful. The buses (called B.E.S.T buses) are large, spacious, open and relatively clean. In Kolkata on the other hand... They're small and there are only a few seats resulting in most of the people standing and falling on top of one another when the bus moves. Also the fact that they have such small and few windows resulting in a multitude of Revolting Stenches. And then it's summer and people are sweaty... And then when it RAINED... There's this musty dampness to the entire bus and raindrops keep dripping on your face from holes in the ceiling and through gaps in the window frames. It was one of the most horrific experiences Evahh.
Then there's the bus conductors.. In Mumbai they stand in the center of the bus and sell tickets in a Civilized manner. Here the dude is leaning suicidally out of the bus and yelling the names of places on the route it's taking. Jeez. And since everyone's standing you can't see the feet of the people who are sitting... So the conductor trips all over the place... much like a blind cow.
Moving on from public transport.... The Pollution. (ta da da daaaa)
It's SO freaking polluted!!!! Kolkata seriously just smells of petrol and diesel fumes. It's freaky how when you step out of the house who begin to gag. How do people live here????? I'm not saying Mumbai isn't polluted.. It is. But at least taxis run on CNG (compressed natural gas). And when you step out of the house you can actually breathe without DYING.
Then there's the People.
In Mumbai if I step out in shorts...I will be stared at. Those dirty-men-who-always-seem-to-be-around-just- to-ogle-women will check me out. But they'll get over it. Here if I was stupid enough to step out wearing shorts... They'd probably follow me around and stare unashamedly at my legs. Yes. I speak the truth. The mindsets of some humans in this country is Beyond Awful. What happened to Women Empowerment if we can't even step out of the house wearing what we want??? Anyway... I'm not gonna launch into a Save The Women talk right now... Rest assured. So my point was that in Mumbai you stick out way less because there are all sorts of weird people all around you. Here everyone's dull and hopeless making people like me who believe in being creative about Nailpolish colors and such likes.... Well we're treated like glowing ballerinas on skateboards.
The Language.
Here people speak Bengali. I am bengali. I come from a totally bengali family. But I don't know the language THAT well. I can speak and read and write it... But I'm no pro. In fact when I speak to a shop keeper or someone... They all suppress mean smiles at my bad bengali. How Inhuman is THAT?? i feel like crying every time I have to speak to someone other than my relatives in this confounded place. Plus, being socially awkward... I don't like having unknown people laughing at me. In Mumbai everyone mainly understands Hindi... Which is a language which I can speak pretty well... So I don't have much of a problem... And even if I do... The Mumbaikars are much more accepting of those with a linguistic handicap. So THERE.
The  Food.
Mumbai is FAR more multicultural than this place. Here every corner reeks of shondesh (a kind of sweet) and fish. Seriously!! Everyone loves roshogolla (another type of sweet for which Bengal is famous) and I Hate it. My relatives all think of me as some sort of Fraud-Bengali because I don't like most sweets. I do find a select few really good... But they just call me picky. Mumbai has all sorts of amazing food and I'm free to dislike anything I want... No one will call me weird for not liking Vada Pav (This Maharashtrian potato thing in bread) because there are so many people who don't like it. Then the shops and the bakeries and food places are a million times better.
Also being in Kolkata... My phone bill is much higher as Roaming Charges are pretty bloody outrageous. I feel guilty every time I text someone :p
I could go one like this forever until the internet connection dies and the world ends... The fact will still reamin that Mumbai is my Heart. I LOVE that city like nothing else. And Kolkata sucks.

That's actually a poster of some movie. It means Mumbai is My Life. I've decided to show you peeps some snapshots (from Google :p ) of my city. (I feel extra city love when I'm homesick :'( :p )

That's a B.E.S.T bus. It's a double-Decker one... I love sitting upstairs...

Speaking of public transport, those are the local trains.... Lots of people eh? ;)

That's part of the Dharavi slum.Which is the largest slum area in ASIA. and probably the largest in the WORLD. And it's in Mumbai.The movie Slum Dog Millionaire was based on it. I didn't like it very much but the Oscar people did :O :p:p I'm not proud of the slums... Don't get me wrong. It's a part of my city.

That's the Bandra-Worli Sea Link. It's a really big bridge that's made traveling much easier.

That, my friends, is the Gateway of India. (Different from the India Gate in Delhi) It's one of the biggest tourist attractions in Mumbai. It was built for the arrival of The Prince of Wales, back when we were ruled by the Brits.

That's the Queen's Necklace. Pretty, right? Oh wait... I think I'm confusing this with... Oh never mind. It's still gorgeous. :) Oh and can you see that mushroom-like thing rising from amongst the buildings right at the back?? That's (I think) the Ambassador Hotel. The top it has this restaurant thing (Again... I'm not sure) that revolves slowly. So you can sit facing one direction (Not the band. NO) and not move... But you'll see a lot of Mumbai anyway....

So that's the end of my small guided tour of Mumbai from Kolkata!! :D
There's a lot more to the city and maybe... Some other day... If I feel like it.... I'll give you another tour of the city.... Ohhh.... I've got a FABULOUS idea.... But I'm not gonna say it right now ;) :p I'll keep it a secret :) Maybe I'll work it out soon... Well no. Not reeeaally since I have a CRAP LOAD of work. But some day... just like that video I keep promising to start on :p

Suggestions:
Life of Pi (movie and book)
Flying South by L.M. Elliot (book)
You and  Me by Lifehouse (song)
Hindi Song Lovers!!!! Listen to Manja from the movie Kai Po Che... Ahhhh it's beautiful <3<3 oh and Subharambh. That's awesome too <3

PS: I meant to title this post Sweet Home Alabama MUMBAI but formatting the title apparently isn't possible :(
Not good Google, not good. :D

PPS: The post title is a line stolen from the song Sunset Boulevard by Emblem3. Epic song. Also check out Chloe by them... :* :* <3<3

Dobby is Fweee!!!

Yello :)
I am still in Santiniketan.... And I pine for home. Well, not really... but a little :p
I really need coffee right now.... It's insane.... The next person I see with coffee is going to have an ice-axe embedded in their skull.... Well not really ;)
I'm chatting with my sister-like best friend in the whole universe (check out her blog at theimmortalstorm.blogspot.in ) who's in Italy right now :p And I really feel the need to thank the inventors of the internet.... How it is that I can chat with another person in an entirely different continent.... So fast.... and best... basically for fweee!!!! :D

Dobby is fweee!!!!!!!

So I was just checking some stats on my blog... When I noticed that I've written 25 posts.... This is my 26th... :O Zomg.... It's been... what...a year since I began??? wowwww!!!! :p
So I'd promised to upload a picture of myself (a proper one without any wonky glasses on my face)... But the pageviews had to satisfy me...  And it hasn't :( So I'm gonna upload one next time. Or next to next time... Or let's just keep it at thirty posts.... YES. The moment I hit thirty blog posts... A picture shall come up. Regardless of the no. of pageviews and whether my conditioner went dysfunctional or not :p

With that said.... I really need to talk about a movie I saw recently.... It was probably the most beautiful thing ever!!!! :')
Those of you who aren't living in India and the several other Hindi speaking countries around here.... Will probably not have heard of it.... But if you can... Watch it with your preferred language subtitles... It's worth it :)
It's called Kai Po Che. I think the name is Gujrati.... So I have no idea what is means...
Wait... I looked it up. It literally means 'I have cut' which you say for when you have severed the string of another kite with yours. People do that here, in India... It's a big thing really.... There are competitions held where people try to keep their kite flying the longest while attacking others and trying to get away from others' attacks... See... The string of the kite is coated with a layer of fine powdered glass which allows for the airborne cutting of other kite strings... But it's difficult and requires quite a lot of patience ans skill :)
The movie isn't entirely based on kites...It's based on three guys... Best friends.... Their different interests and the way they try to live the best they can... Then earthquakes and The Godhra Riots happen... and a lot changes.... I cried quite a bit :'( It was ahhhmazing.
A book that came to mind while I was writing about flying kites was The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini. It's Brilliant with a capital B. It based around the life of this boy and his friend and the Taliban rule in Afghanistan after the Russians left etc etc etc.... Not only did I get a truthful sketch of the situation in a neighboring country I know so little about.... It also showed me that there is no supreme force that's gonna swoop in and clear out the bad guys... Every has their own cruel intentions.... You HAVE to read it.
I've decided one one more thing. In my blog, I haven't once mentioned where I live in India. I don't quite know why.... But now I shall.... I live in Mumbai. Which is the capital of Maharashtra. Which is a state in India.
Wow... That felt great. Just saying... Finally :D
Okay... Now I have to go.... :p

Psyched Psych

Yo peeps!!!!!!
I am feeling so whole and content right now.... I'm afraid.
SO MANY THINGS have happened over these few days!!! :D
I am still a Rising Introvert though.... Nothing THAT life-changing happened :p
I'm also using emoticons again!!! :) Yayy!! :p
You will not believe what I did this morning... I went SWIMMING. I kid you not!!! I SWAM.
Oh lord.... I don't particularly like swimming... Too much hard work.... And too much water (I know all you mermaids are slamming your heads on the wall right now.... But come ON... It gets suffocating after a point)
So at first.... I was seriously regretting my decision to swim and clutching onto my dad's arm like four-year-old me had when I started going to the Big School. So now I don't like exposing my skin much.... Shorts, a strappy T-shirt.. That's still okay... But a full out SWIMMING COSTUME??? Noh way. It's not like I'm not proud of my figure or whatever.... I'm fit enough. (I know.... Unbelievable right?? But I'm not fat!) It's just.... Showing off so much skin?? Not my thing. So I kind of tried creeping out of the shower and quickly depositing my clothes on a chair and diving into the pool.... But being taller than everyone SITTING around me.... I was like the Eiffel Tower trying to hide behind some bushes. So I just jumped into the pool.... And nearly cracked my feet.... Since I stupidly jumped into the SHALLOW END. Great. But it turned out that I remembered how to swim and didn't drown like I thought I would.... My dad and I played catch with the ball.... And I felt like a dog. But it was still fun.... :D I know I shouldn't be such a whiny freak about everything.... But I was rather sad when we had to leave... Because that meant embracing the warm air....Again. So now I'm back home. We're planning on going again this Thursday... Fun :p
Ohhhhhh..... My friends from school came over on Sunday. It was the BEST. I'll summarize it in a few points for you guys since you're probably beginning to get bored.... :p
1. Gave them (Y, Chicken and Catlover) a tour of the colony... I live in a housing complex full of trees and several other building- in case I haven't mentioned before...)
2. Watched funny videos and played music on my laptop....
3. PIZZA!!!
4. Went downstairs and played with a Frisbee... I was so crap at it.... :)
5. Sat on The Baobab Tree.... I felt pretty Supreme teaching them how to climb up... Like... Showing them the foot and hand holds and stuff... :D We were up there for about a year or two... :)
6. Went to the sea shore and made some funny "Slow Running Embrace" videos and climbed some more trees... There also I felt like the Supreme Lord of the Universe.... Flicking my Golden Entrance Card to Infinite Sea Shore while they had to fill the Guest Entrance Book. Ha!! :)
7. Chicken left... Then Y and Catlover left....

In the middle of all this we made a LOT of prank calls.... Some were epic fails... But some were brilliant... I made these animal noises that I've learnt from Phil.... And they were hilarious :D
Catlover kept asking for two bucks.... And the other two basically died of laughter :p

So I had mentioned a long time back that I was working on a video, right? Well.... I was working on the THOUGHT of working on a video.... to make it simpler... I haven't started anything yet :(
But heck... It shouldn't matter.... Since I'm blogging REALLY frequently now.... :)
Ugh... I smell of chlorine.

I also watched this movie called Saving Private Ryan.
WHY DID I DO IT???????????? I knew it was a Steven Spielberg movie. I knew it was chock-full of violence. And I KNEW it would depress me for life. then Why the **** did I watch it????
I know... cuz I was possessed by a demon who wanted to burn my soul.
So it's during he WW2.... The Americans have been drawn in to battle.... 4 brothers from Iowa are enrolled... Three of them die and obviously.... It's very very very VERY hard on the mother. So a bunch of army generals and people decide to find the fourth brother and send him home. A group of 8 men are sent on a mission to find the guy.... Before they find him, 2 of them are killed in encounters... A lot of beautiful life stories are revealed.... Involving the soldiers... They were all just ordinary men who were forced into all the madness and bloodshed of war. They all had families and some were resentful of the mission because they felt that risking eight lives for one guy who might already be dead, was a daft thing to do. Anyway.... So they found Private James Francis Ryan eventually. But he refused to go with them because he said that everyone deserved to go home and he couldn't just abandon his fellows... It obviously hit him hard that his brothers had died in combat... But he held firm... So they planned an encounter with the Germans to defend their territory.... But most of them died as they were overpowered eventually... But then the Air force and reinforcements swooped in at the end... Saving a few of them. Ryan was still alive.... Hurrah. :'(
NEVER watch this movie. I repeat... NEVER EVER WATCH IT. It will DESTROY you to the core.

I really need to watch a nice chick flick and feel good about the world. Because my psych has been majorly screwed with. :O
I'm leaving for Kolkata this Saturday. Nooooooo!!!!!!!!!! :(
Oh well.

 Let's change tack COMPLETELY.
On Pottermore I got sorted into Slytherin. But EVERYWHERE else I have been sorted into Ravenclaw... I even have a Ravenclaw badge!!! So obviously Pottermore is the most reliable right??? But I've taken about a billion other Sorting Hat quizzes... And they ALL put me in Ravenclaw.... So is it safe to say that I'm one? Till then I'm a SlythenClaw.... Yay!!! Hmm... Grey Lady and Bloody Baron.... OMG it fits!!!!!
Okay so that's that.
I don't really know what else to say.... So I'll go... see ya :D

Alvida,
Squish.

PS: I'm not sure if I've said this before.... Good Girls by Laura Ruby... It's mainly a cool book :p
And also listen to Check Yes Juliet by We the Kings... Phil made this adorable video based on it :')
Byeee :)